I asked the first time I saw you.”“So, you knew—”“Yes, I knew even then that I wanted to fuck you. “We can be coy and waltz around this if you like, but you sought me out, I think. Gay sex Limassol, on the island’s south coast, on the Greek side, was the island’s principal seaport. The general reached out and touched the younger man’s forearm. It wasn’t until he had navigated another level that he realized that it had been the Danish soldier he’d locked eyes—and interest—with at the gay jazz club in Limassol the evening before.When he got to the top, he moved over to the side of the tower where the entrance and parking lot were and looked down from the battlements. He’d come to this beach before and even during the week, there was a chance that a young Turk or two would come to the beach. Fuck me hard, you big brute!” and set his hips in motion, rocking with the fuck.It was a night to remember.* * * *Collen woke, moaning—but it was a good moaning—to the sound of soft, velvet tones from a trumpet that the British pilot had no idea a trumpet could produce.
